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She wears it well— Better than any designer label. Her eyes shimmer With the slightest tear, And a lifetime of tragedy. She keeps it together, Musters a smile, And a “thanks for coming”. She wears it well. A hug and a kiss, An “I’m sorry for your loss, miss”. A thankful nod back Into her practiced shell. She wears it well— Grief, that is.
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Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 5:44 AM UTC
She wears it well
She wears it well— Better than any designer label. Her eyes shimmer With the slightest tear, And a lifetime of tragedy. She keeps it together, Musters a smile, And a “thanks for coming”. She wears it well. A hug and a kiss, An “I’m sorry for your loss, miss”. A thankful nod back Into her practiced shell. She wears it well— Grief, that is.
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35/Gender Fluid/American
Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 5:44 AM UTC
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